Grim Love Story

They say there was a story of love
 But like others it was forgotten for long
 I hunt up it abandoned under thick sheet of dust
 So, here is how it began
 There was a boy who was born a prince
 And meant to be a new king
 People around seemed friendly and kind
 But deeply inside they were haughty and vile
 Keep your back straight, use forks and spoons right
 Follow strict rules and don't play the fool
 Once you bring us to shame
 You will lose everything you ever claimed, bitch
 They say there was a story of love
 But like others it was forgotten for long
 I hunt up it abandoned under thick sheet of dust
 So, here is how it began
 There was a girl who was conceived by occasion
 And meant to die in a womb
 Believe it or not
 An umbilical cord was tied around her neck
 Dear mother was a local slut
 Stepfather was always drunk
 And though they loved her so bad
 She was doomed
 To spend precious years of youth in a poky room
 Filled by puke, piss, late evening screams, an alcohol-laden breath and fetid rats
 18 years passed
 At the night when heavy mist filled gloomy streets
 They both heard a vulgar minuet of an one-handed pianist
 Before folks started to whirl in a devilish dance
 One bold young man caught their vulturine eyes
 He went to the center of the marmoreal hall
 By holding a glass of champagne
 Indistinct whispers echoed off the walls
 And he stately proclaimed
 Ladies and gentlemen
 I am highly glad you've come here tonight
 Let me be honest and straight
 There is the one who has now a key to my
 Heart was pierced by a knife
 First screams and fright
 Then cheers and laughs
 Her tears, his blood
 People got horny, obsessed
 With her dread and his death
 The last kiss for the lover, au revoir
 This night is so damn cold
 Only hoots of owls
 And howls of lonely wolves
 Gently, purely sounded
 When she was wandering through the woods
 Twisted tree branches and timid moon rays
 Tried to show her the way from the embrace of this serpentine maze
 But shameless darkness
 Clung to her stolen, tattered dress
 She sat on the ground
 Lost, frozen and completely broken
 Fingers grew numb, all thoughts were mixed up
 There was no more pain
 As life in her eyes faded away
 They continued to celebrate
 They danced on their graves
 Spread sperm on their faces
 Spat in their mouths, pissed all around
 Just as if nothing had happened
 They went home and slept well
 So, did they say there was a story of love
 No, they impudently lied
 Here is what the story about
 There always were prisoners of circumstances, places and times
 Some of them play these adorable games
 While madmen are trying to break them in vain
 Though this life is tough
 It's better to die for what you love
 Than choke down tears, silently shiver
 And run like a coward in fear